i'm comin atcha from the future
i just wanted to tell you
you are drained of meaning
can't hold on to a feeling
because y'all know (y'all know!)
whose blood boils (boils!)
who dons hot acidic layer
it's my funeral, take it to go
to lay a hand on it later
at dawn you grab mine
championing movement
for me to feel valued
is that why do it?
on the phone were you crying?
or was it just the line,
shaky, cutting, losing sight?
i won't tell you it's alright
headlights hit posts
and movement is known
but forward, backward, it's all relative
it's all in your head
why does your touch
linger on me too long
and the fuckin air
all around me like you're still right there
get away from me
no one can touch me
i want my mommy
Francis, I'll always love you, and I'll always remember those evenings with you, but this is how it goes, unfortunately. You were my everything, now I barely recognize you. JDHH
Fans of Galaxie 500 and Lush are invited to sink into this lovely record of shimmery dream pop from Toronto group Tallies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 23, 2022